Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Horny and angry.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

At the close of work, Jared was already waiting outside the restaurant to drive me home.

"Your Mr. perfect is here," Rebecca announced, her head peeking through my office door.

"Go away, Rebecca," I replied smiling.

"Alright, alright," Rebecca giggled and left.

I hurriedly parked up as I would rather not keep Jared waiting. Walking outside, I met him leaning on his car, waiting for me.

"And how was work today, Mrs. Smith?" He asked, the moment I got to him.

"Hectic as usual."

"You wouldn't stop if I asked you to, right?" He teased, taking my handbag.

"Not in this world," I responded. My job was my life, and I couldn't imagine life without my profession.

"Here, let me help you get in," he said, outstretching his other hand. I took it, and got into the set beside the drivers.

Jared got in beside me, strapping his seat belt in place. I expected him to start the car, but he turned to me instead, a serious expression on his face.

"Arielle," he began, his voice low, almost hesitant. "I haven't been much of a good husband to you lately. I know that. All I ask is for your understanding. It's... it's because I'm looking out for Sofia."

The words made my stomach churn. I could already feel my defenses rising. "I won't be able to forgive myself if something bad happens to her," Jared continued, his facial expression unreadable. "She's in my care. My family, her family-everyone expects me to protect her, like I always have. I know I've never explained this to you, but Sofia's mother saved my mom's life, Arielle. That's how our families became connected. I've never told you this before because I didn't want to burden you with it. But it seems... my way wasn't right. I'm sorry, love."

Every other thing Jared said faded into the background, as I pondered on his revelation. This must explain his deep loyalty and zeal to look out for Sofia.

larger, something that

Jared

I didn't realize

he said, his gaze more intense now, searching mine, "do

your families are friends, and you feel the need to protect because of her mother's act of kindness in the past, but I still think you should set boundaries. We're married, Jared,

You see, Sofia is needy, but trust me she was never like this. She's pregnant, and

Sofia is a spoiled brat in actual sense, but I held myself. Jared was trying, and it would

Smith? Will you be a little patient and lenient with

Sofia was unpredictable, and I can't make promises that

warm against my skin. "Come on, Arielle," he murmured, his

promise anything. If she is not on her best behavior, I wouldn't hesitate

against the soft skin of my neck. I froze, my body tensing under the

curve of my neck. "Promise?" he whispered,

said, making a circular movement with his tongue, and this time, I could not help

in surrender, when he left

reasoning at that moment, as Jared attacked the walls of my mouth. I greedily opened up to him, letting him do justice to my

romance, and even sex with Jared was? He was an expert in matters of the bed, and he always left me satiated after every session of love making. Sofia's arrival had made things tense, that sex hadn't crossed my mind in a while, and I doubted it crossed

loudly when Jared reached for my blouse,

don't want anyone walking up on us making out in your restaurant parking lot,

giggled into his mouth, my body aching with need as I thrust my chest

through the air, halting our sexual escapade. Jared froze, and let the

me. He took out his phone from his pocket and glanced at the screen, and his face fell. "What's wrong? Who's calling?"

at me, hesitated, before responding, "It's

I rolled my eyes, and sat up in the car. I proceeded to straighten my blouse and

"I'm sorry, Arielle. We..."

please?" I said, my voice

and straightened

silence. I was horny and angry. Of all the times to call, Sofia had to call in the middle of a make out. Making me wonder if